*DISCLAIMER* - I used James Cameron's Avatar in this chapter as a book that Tobin reads. It is not, of course, my idea, though I loved the movie. I don't know that I ever said that American Sniper wasn't mine either, but it isn't.

About a week later - Tobin

Classes continued, and the four of them learned as much about each other as they did in their classes. Cyanna was a close quarters fighter, skilled at dual wielding. Her two knives were black and white, the hilts opposite the color of the blade. She called them Yin and Yang, symbolising the light inside of the dark, and the dark inside of the light. Tobin had quickly learned that fighting Cyanna quite literally meant boxing with shadows, as Cyanna threw them out as often as possible. It certainly made her hard to hit, but she thought that Logan's invisibility was still more annoying. She was getting better at picking up the shimmer he made as he moved though.

She learned more about Logan as well. He grew up on the outskirts of Vale with his father and mother. His mother died when he was only 3, and his father had trained them from the time they could hold a weapon. Sometimes he had gone so far as to drop Logan and Shane into Forever Fall for a weekend with nothing but a knife, telling them to survive until the Monday. It seemed a bit harsh to her, but she would never believe that he wouldn't have helped them had they needed it. Regardless, they were all the stronger for his training. Both were extremely formidable fighters, certainly not fun to fight against, as she had learned.

Shane, of course, grew up with Logan, a year older than his brother. He followed much more in his father's footsteps than his brother, fighting with an LMG, or light machine gun, adding in a grenade launcher, something his father hadn't had. She noticed that the two brothers avoided talking about their mother, all she knew was that she had been the partner of their father. She wasn't even certain which of their parents had been faunus, or if both had. Shane was 18, and his brother 17, like herself. 18 was generally the admission age at Beacon, but she, and apparently Logan, had caught the attention of the staff.

She had been going through this information in her head while in Combat Training. They were having one on one matches in the arena, the rest of the students were meant to be observing the fights. She had been, but had gotten caught up in her thoughts about her teammates. She looked back to the fight, seeing Blaze, the orange haired guy from KOBE, fighting a member of one of the other teams. Tobin didn't know his name, but he was a tall human with dirty blond short hair. He fought with a sword and shield, much like a spartan. Blaze was having a tough time, but he had yet to lose the match. Blaze's Aura was at about what looked like 30%, the other guy's at 90%, meaning Blaze had landed at least one hit to the enemy.

She looked up to the clock off to her right, seeing that this fight would likely be the last of the period, meaning they were free for the weekend after it ended. The weekend before, SCLT hadn't done much. She had stayed inside and read for most of the weekend, going and training once on Saturday evening with the team. Shane and Cyanna had gone into Vale that Saturday afternoon, and Logan had enjoyed teasing his brother about his "date," which Shane insisted it wasn't. Tobin was pretty sure it was, and wasn't really sure why the other two were hiding it from her and Logan. It wasn't like they would disapprove. She shrugged in her mind, deciding that they would tell her and Logan when they were ready. Her ears snapped back at the loud sound of the buzzer that sounded from across the arena as she saw Blaze land on his ass in the arena. He had obviously lost, but that didn't surprise Tobin. Blaze was probably the weakest fighter in their class, but his expertise with electronics was unmatched. From what she had heard, he was also extremely smart, near the top of their class academically.

Professor Goodwitch stood at the edge of the seats.

"We do not appear to have the time for another match, so we shall end class here today. You are dismissed," she told the class. Scarlet stood, Logan to her left, and the other two past him. Shane threw his fist into the air, half yelling,

"YES! The weekend, finally. I've been counting the hours since 07:00 Monday." Cyanna smiled, and she and Logan just shook their heads, used to Shane's antics. They headed back into the locker rooms, none of them bothering to shower, but collecting their uniforms from their lockers. They headed back into the dorms. Logan decided he wanted to shower after all, after his fight with Endaria. It had been a close battle, both of them reaching 30% Aura. In the end, Endaria had used a last ditch effort, using her semblance to teleport behind and then back in front of Logan in quick succession. Not expecting her to teleport twice, Logan had spun, and taken one of Endaria's wickedly curved blades to the back, ending the fight. After the final blow, Endaria had all but collapsed from the strain of teleporting twice in such a small period of time. She had been fine about 30 minutes later, but she was sure to be tired for the rest of the night.

Tobin had grown close to Endaria over the past week, the two Faunus bonding over their love of books and dislike of social interaction. Tobin had already borrowed one of Endaria's books, in exchange for American Sniper, which she had finished the weekend before. The book Endaria had given her was about a world called Pandora, set in the future a few centuries. There was a small group of humans that lived on Pandora, from Remnant. Pandora was inhabited by a primitive people called the Na'Vi, a race that looked much like humans, but with blue skin, and about a meter taller than a human. As she read, she couldn't help but feel like the book itself was a symbol of Human-Faunus relations, the Na'Vi being looked down upon for being different, just as the Faunus were. It poked some strings in her, and she liked it all the more for it. She had continued to read, and was reading about Jake's first experience "driving" an imitated Na'Vi that the Humans had created using their advanced technology. Logan came out of the bathroom just as she finished the chapter, and she marked her place and looked up at him. He had redressed in his normal outfit, but his hoodie still lay on his bed.

"Guys, I had an idea while I was in the shower…" he told them, then was interrupted by Shane.

"Where all ideas come from, of course." Cyanna shushed him, and motioned for Logan to continue. He shook his head at Shane and continued.

"We have a team night. Every so often, maybe once a month or so, a member of the team gets to choose something to do for the entire team, and the team will do it. We could go see a movie, or go out to eat, or play paintball. Whatever the person who is choosing wants, and the rest of the team has to go along with it. Unless it's illegal... maybe. So?"

Cyanna spoke up. "I think it's a great idea Logan." Shane nodded along, and when Logan looked to Tobin, she nodded as well.

"Who is going to pick first, and when do you think the first one should be," Shane asked.

"I was thinking the first one could be tomorrow night, since we have no tests to study for for class Monday. As for the first chooser, I can just think of a number thing and have you guys guess. I don't mind not going first."

"Sounds like a plan," Cyanna said. "Do you have a number?"

"Yeah, between 1 and 20. I don't care who goes first," Logan answered. Shane chose 10, Cyanna 3, and Tobin 14. Logan smiled at Cyanna, and told them that his number had been five, meaning Cyanna got to choose first.

"You have any idea what you want to do Cya," Shane asked her.

"A few, but I'll have to decide. I'll figure it out before tomorrow evening, don't worry."

Tobin decided to go back to her book. The chapter had ended just as Jake entered the machine that would enable to him to "sync" with his Avatar, the imitated Na'Vi. She was curious how his first experience would go, since his human form was paralyzed from the waist down.

He ended up breaking the rules and running off before all the tests were completed, which didn't surprise Tobin. He didn't seem like the type to follow orders. Before she could continue much further in the book, She felt a pair of eyes on her. She put her book down, and looked over at Logan. He was the one looking at her, and when he realized she was looking back at him, he stood and walked over to her bed, sitting down on the edge of it. It would bother her if anyone else had done it, but it didn't. "Probably because he's my partner," she thought to herself.

"Can I borrow that other book that you were reading? The American Sniper I think it was called?"

"I leant it to Endaria in exchange for this one, sorry. You can read it when I get it back from her though," she told him. She looked past him, into the room, and noticed that Shane and Cyanna had disappeared.

He saw her look past him and said, "They went to get dinner. Did you want to go join them?"

"Uhmmm… Sure, I could go for some food." She grabbed Avatar again and marked her place, closed it and placed it on her pillow, knowing she would continue reading it later that night.

"Cool, let's go then." As they walked down to the cafeteria, she thought back on how he was looking at her. For a moment, she had thought that he was staring at her, but when he had asked about American Sniper, she realized he just wanted to borrow something. It didn't matter anyway, she could never be with him. It just couldn't work, she couldn't be honest with him. She wished that it could be as easy for her to open up to someone as it was for Shane and Cyanna, or even Logan. She couldn't though, her past didn't give her that liberty. They reached the bright cafeteria, the room lit up in reds and oranges from the setting sun. Shane and Cyanna were already sitting at their table eating, and she went to get food. She decided on a tuna sandwich and a bottle of water for dinner, Logan getting noodles with some kind of white sauce.

They ate with the other two, light conversation continuing throughout dinner. The conversation distracted her from her earlier thoughts, and she wouldn't complain. It was difficult to think about Logan, she knew she wanted to be with him, but she couldn't be what he wanted, needed even. The team finished their dinners, taking their trays and other dishware up to the drop off area in the corner of the darkening room, and heading back through the halls to their dorm. Shane and Cyanna spoke in undertones back and forth on the way back. Once they reached their lamp lit dorm, the two split to opposite beds. Tobin went back to reading.

Logan - Before Dinner

After they got back from class, he decided to shower. He was thinking of ways to get his team to be even closer, though they had learned a lot about each other over the past week. Well, three of them had. Tobin was still tight lipped about her past, which only made him more interested. It came to him just as he was rinsing the soap off of his body. They could have a team night. Each member would get a chance to choose an activity that the entire team would have to do, whether they enjoyed it or not. He liked the idea, and took it to the members of his team after he was dressed in his v neck and jeans. He explained, and they all seemed to like the idea. It ended up being Cya who would get first pick, and they would be going out the night after.

After the discussion, Tobin went back to reading, and Cyanna and Shane were quietly talking back and forth. He pulled his Scroll out to see if he could occupy himself with a game, but it didn't really work. He looked through his couple of social network feeds, just trying to occupy himself, otherwise he'd end up staring at the raven-haired beauty who sat mere meters from him. He heard the door open and looked up to see Shane and Cya with the door hanging open. When Shane saw him look up, he motioned between himself and Cya and said they were hungry and were going down to get food in the cafeteria. He motioned to Tobin as well, indicating that Logan should ask her and come down the join them. He nodded to Shane, and the other two left the room, closing the door quietly behind them.

He looked over at Tobin, and found himself caught in her appearance again. She was absolutely beautiful, from her beautiful golden eyes, to her loosely curled raven hair. Her golden skin showed on her shoulder where her shirt hung off. Her toned legs showed through her leggings, down to her feet, below ankle socks covering them. She was the picture of beauty, but he had no idea if she thought the same. He had caught her staring a few times at him, but that didn't mean anything. It bothered him that he still knew nothing of her past, she would avoid that topic at all costs. He wondered what could be so bad that she couldn't even share it with her partner, but he vowed to get it out of her at some point, though he had no idea how he would go about it.

She looked up from her book then, catching him looking at her. He didn't try to snap away, standing instead and walking over to her bed. He sat down on the edge, looking at her. He didn't want her to think he had been staring and decided he would ask her about that book she had been reading the night of the team ceremony, as his cover.

"Can I borrow that other book that you were reading? The American Sniper I think it was called?"

"I leant it to Endaria in exchange for this one, sorry. You can read it when I get it back from her though," she told him. She looked past him, into the room, presumably seeing Shane and Cya missing.

"They went to get dinner. Did you want to go join them?" He hoped she'd say yes, as he was actually pretty hungry.

She looked like she thought about it for a moment, then agreed. She marked her place in the other book, he thought he saw that it was called Avatar, and moved around him to stand. He stood as she did, and headed for the door.

They ate dinner with light conversation flowing between the four of them. At one point Cya and Shane got into an argument over whether a Nevermore or Deathstalker was a harder enemy to fight, but Logan had to agree with Cya on that one. Nevermore can fly, that's just harder to fight than a gigantic scorpion. When they finished, the four of them headed back to the dorm. Shane and Cya were behind him and Logan, talking back and forth quietly. He hadn't missed how close the two of them had gotten, and he was happy for his brother. Now he was just waiting for them to tell he and Tobin. He found it odd that they hadn't already, but it wasn't his business. They separated when they got back to the room, but the longing looks weren't missed. He thought to himself for a moment, then messaged Tobin on his Scroll.

*A/N: Bold is Logan, Italics is Tobin*

You've noticed Shane and Cyanna are close right?

Yeah, I was wondering if you had. Why do you think they aren't saying anything?

I have no idea, I just wanted to make sure you did before I did this.

*A/N: End text conversation*

Logan saw her start typing again, but he set his Scroll down and looked at the other two.

"Alright, guys. That's enough. I can see your longing looks, and how close you sit and walk together. There's no need to hide it, it doesn't bother Tobin and I. I think that I speak for both of us though when I ask that I never hear moans." He smirked at the faces of the two of them, surprise etched across them. He teased, "If you thought you could hide from the master of covert arts, you have got to be crazy. Especially you Shane, you've never been able to keep a secret from me."

Cyanna looked at Shane. "I told you they wouldn't care Shane, and that you couldn't hide from your brother. I will never understand why you tried to hide this from them in the first place."

Shane answered his now known girlfriend, "I guess I don't really know. Whatever, it's out now."

Happy that he had gotten that out of the other two, he looked over at Tobin to gauge her reaction. She was smirking, likely at the teasing he had gotten out of that. He smiled his easy smile back at her, and she went back to her book. Cyanna, now that their secret was known, went over to Shane's bed and laid down next to him, their shoulders and arms touching. Shane's arm went over Cyanna's shoulders, and Logan couldn't have been happier for them. It wasn't often that you found someone you liked, that liked you back just as much. He knew enough about that already.

He grabbed a school book from his bag, deciding to get some reading for Monday done before team night tomorrow. He read for a while before checking the time once more. His Scroll showed 21:14. He decided to change for bed, grabbing a pair of black basketball shorts from his dresser and heading into the bathroom. He took all of his clothes off and changed into the shorts. He wasn't a fan of sleeping with a shirt on, so he didn't. He headed back out to the room, grabbing his Razer Kraken Headphones from the dresser. He had bought them about a year back, and decided to mod them a bit himself. It was pretty simple, putting painters tape around the logos and using a small brush to paint them golden from their original green. He was quite happy with them, and they were one of kind. He put them on, and just jammed to some music. He started with Bring me the Horizon, and went to the new Imagine Dragons album as he began to relax for the night. He had only listened to the album once so far, but Friction was already one of his favorites. When he reached Summer, he checked the time again, seeing 22:30 reflected back at him from his Scroll. He decided to get some sleep. His headphones were replaced on their stand on the dresser and his Scroll plugged in to charge. He fell asleep about 5 minutes later.

The next morning - Tobin

Tobin woke to the sound of a closing door. She sat up slightly, her Faunus eyesight quickly adjusting to the dark room. She was able to pick out Cyanna and Shane, still asleep in Shane's bed. She didn't mind if they slept together, so long as, like Logan had said, she never woke to moans, that would be too much. She didn't, however, see Logan. She checked the time on her Scroll, seeing 06:15 on it. "That wolf rises even earlier than I ever did. Opposite his brother," she thought to herself. She wondered if he had gone out to meditate, and threw on tights and her Vale hoodie, heading outside to see if she could find him.

As she passed through Beacon's main hall, she heard a slight clanging from the direction of the training room. She didn't figure that any of the other students were awake at 06:15 on a Saturday, who else could it be but her partner? She headed to the training room, and what she found inside captivated her. It was her partner all right. He was shirtless, which wasn't something she hadn't seen before. The thing he was doing was what amazed her. He was working out on a device called a salmon ladder. It was a pair of metal poles that stuck into the ground and rose about 5 meters into the air. At even intervals, v-like metal pieces were attached to the two vertical bars, forming a place that a horizontal object could rest. A pole was placed between these V's to use the set up, and the exercise was a lot like a pull up, but faster. Instead of simply pulling themselves up, the user explodes upwards, moving the horizontal pole up a set of V's and hanging from them. The exercise is repeated until the user reaches the top of the setup. She had only ever seen the ladder attempted, but had never seen anyone actually do it correctly. "He's stronger than even I thought," she thought. He finished it once, only to pull the pole down with him and do it again. This time, he got to the top and completed a set of 10 pull ups. He dropped again, setting the pole back on the first set of supports.

Finished with the salmon ladder, he went down into a pushup near the ladder. She expected some simple pushups, or maybe even close hand pushups, but what she got was even harder than close hand pushups. Instead, he placed a hand behind his back and proceeded to do a set of 5 pushups with only one arm. She was truly impressed at this point, his strength was ridiculous. He pulled earbuds from his ears, which had been held back against his head, but he now let back up.

A second or two after he had taken the earbuds out, he spoke.

"How long have you been here?" She was impressed with his hearing.

"I watched you do the salmon ladder twice, I assume you only did it twice."

"Yep. Wanna try it? It's easier than it looks."

"Sure it is wolfy, you just want to laugh at me."

His face got serious. "I'll never laugh at you Tobin. Ever." He spoke with such conviction, she knew he wasn't lying, or even kidding. It warmed her heart, knowing that he would say such a thing.

"So why are you down here," he asked her.

"I heard you close the door when you left. It woke me up, and I went looking for you. Curious more than anything I guess. I had assumed you went to meditate, but I heard the clanging when I made it to the main hall," she told him. He was still shirtless, and she would be lying if she said it wasn't at least a little distracting. The conversation lulled, then he spoke again.

"Did you see Shane and Cyanna when you left? I'm so happy for them. Finding someone in this life is so beautiful."

"Yeah, it's certainly not a common thing. I'm glad they found each other, they seem to be super close already."

"For sure." He looked over her shoulder, and when she turned, she saw that he was looking at the clock. "I was actually going to run this morning, did you want to join me?"

She was going to go anyway, so she nodded, giving him a small smile.

"Cool, let's go then," he said, heading towards the exit. She walked next to him to the front entrance. As always, it was unlocked, and the two headed outside into the cool morning air. It was autumn after all. She stretched out a bit while he waited, already warm from his workout. When she was done, they took off, running at what felt like about a 4 minute/km pace. It was slower than she was capable of, but she wanted to stay with Logan.

They did her usual route, the 1.5km one, in about 5:30 according to Logan's scroll. It was certainly slower than her usual time, but it was the weekend, she could relax a little. They completed the lap 3 more times, giving them a total time of 23 minutes and 6 km. Both stretched as they cooled down and headed back to the room. It was about 07:00, there was no way Shane or Cyanna were up, both of them loved their sleep. Logan opened the door quietly, and the two of them slipped in. She looked back at her partner, and he motioned to the bathroom, giving her the first round. She nodded, grabbed her clothes, and went in.

As she showered, she wondered if Cyanna had decided what they were doing that night. It would probably be something crazy, knowing Cyanna as Tobin did. She hoped it wasn't too crazy though, but she had a feeling those hopes would be dashed. She got out of the shower and combed her hair, freeing it from all of the tangles it had gotten in. She dried her ears and tail, then the rest of her body. She put on her bra and her panties, then her leggings, putting her tail through the hole that existed on all of her pants. Next was her shirt, black with golden flecks on the sleeves. It hung off of her left shoulder, showing her black bra strap. She checked her appearance in the mirror, and, satisfied, headed back into the room.

Logan was lying on his bed in the room, eyes closed, simply relaxing. He must've heard the bathroom door open, but he didn't open his eyes. She was fairly certain that he wasn't asleep though. She took the moment to check him out. He still hadn't put his shirt on, and she saw his defined, but not overly so, abs and the muscles that ran up his arm. He was… lean. There were no other words to describe him. He was strong, but he didn't look overly so. His muscles were wiry, subtly strong. His black shorts were hanging low on his hips, and she saw the beginnings of a V heading below his waistline. His eyes opened just as she looked back up at his face, and he gave her that easy smile she had come to expect from him. She nodded back, and spoke.

"The bathroom is yours."

He nodded, "Thanks," and headed in after grabbing a pair of black jeans and boxers from his dresser.

She checked her Scroll after he left, seeing the time was 07:30. She was pretty hungry, but decided to wait until after Logan had showered to go get food. She laid down on her bed, mimicking Logan's pose from when she had walked in, eyes closed, doing nothing. She thought about reading, but wasn't really in the mood. Cyanna and Shane were still asleep, honestly she'd be surprised if they were up by 9.

She laid on her bed until she heard the bathroom door open once again, probably about 15 minutes later. Logan came in, his black jeans on, but no shirt. Still. He reached into his dresser and pulled out a white v neck this time. She looked at him and tilted her head, and he shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm not allowed to change it up every once in a while?"

"No, you are. I was just surprised," she answered him.

"I'm super hungry right now. You want to go get some breakfast," He asked her.

"Sure, did you want to wake up the other two?"

"No, let them sleep. Shane would not be happy with me if I woke him up at only 08:00 on a Saturday. The cafeteria will be open until like 10, I'll wake them before that."

"Sounds good. Put some shoes on so we can go get breakfast."

He looked down at her feet, seeing them as bare as his. "You're one to talk."

"Just put some damn shoes on." He shook his head and went to grab socks from his dresser. She went to do the same, then put on her combat boots, just as he finished tying the laces on his high tops. She remembered that they were different than the ones he had worn in the forest, and decided to ask him about them.

"Those aren't the shoes you wore in the forest. They look newer."

"Yeah, these are not for getting dirty. They're Kyrie 1's, designed how I wanted them. Cost me almost 100 lien, and that was with a deal. My dad used to do some endorsements for Nike, and me and Shane get to reap the benefits of that deal. Seriously though, these shoes are awesome."

She thought about asking him about using his deal to get cheaper Nike stuff, but decided against it. He probably wouldn't have cared, but she wasn't pushing her luck. Instead, she responded, "Yeah, those are really nice looking. I think it's obvious that anything with gold will excite me though."

"Yep, I figured that out when I saw your Lynx."

"I don't exactly try to hide it."

He smirked at that, and headed for the door, leading the way to the cafeteria.

Logan

They ate in relative silence, the two of them just enjoying the other's presence. It was about 08:30 when they got back to the room, and they quietly talked, about nothing really, just kind of saying things. At about 09:15, Logan decided the other two needed to wake up if they wanted food. He went over and woke Cyanna, figuring she would be the easier of the two to wake. She was, only taking a prod of the shoulder to wake. He looked at her, then at Shane, and she looked back at him.

"You got this? I know my dumbass brother can be a pain to wake up."

"Trust me, I got this," Cyanna said, a determined look in her eyes. He stepped back and sat on Shane's bed, interested to see what she would do to get her boyfriend up. He wasn't expecting her to outright kiss him, but damn did it work. Shane's eyes never opened, but he responded immediately, arms coming up and pulling Cya closer to him. Cya broke the kiss after a moment or two, and Shane finally opened his eyes.

"Well that was nice," he told Cyanna. He saw Logan then, and spoke to him. "You know bro, if you just woke me up like that every da-"

"Stop right there. Just… No," Logan told him, shaking his head at his dumbass brother. "I think the cafeteria closes at 10 guys, and it's 09:15 now, so you'll want to get dressed and head down there if you wanted to eat this morning."

"Thanks for waking us up Logan," Cya said, walking towards her dresser to grab clothes. She went into the bathroom to change, and Shane sat up in bed, not making a move to get up just yet. When Logan looked at him, he shook his head and spoke.

"She'll take at least five minutes, trust me."

Cya took at least 8 minutes, then Shane changed and the two of them went and got breakfast. They came back, and Cyanna announced that she had decided what they would be doing that night.

"We… Are going clubbing!" She yelled after getting the rest of the group together. Shane didn't really react, so Logan assumed that he already knew. He saw the end of Tobin's eye roll and guessed she wasn't too excited about this one. He was sympathetic, but when it was her turn, she could pick what she wanted to do. He wouldn't be surprised if she just made them all leave the room so she could have the room to herself to read. Maybe he should make a rule that said the activity had to involve the entire team. It might be a good idea just to failsafe themselves.

For him, it wasn't his favorite activity, but it wasn't horrible either. He had gone a few times during Signal with Shane, and while he hadn't loved it, he hadn't disliked it either. There were no underage drinking laws in Vale like there were in Atlas, so he was no stranger to alcohol either.

Shane and Cyanna said they were going to go study in the library. He wondered if that meant they were going to study classwork or each other, but it wasn't his business. Tobin went back to reading that Avatar book, and he took to watching a movie on his Scroll.

It was about 16:00 when Shane and Cya came back, and Tobin was still reading that book. It must have been interesting, considering she hadn't set it down since the other two had left. He had watched The Avengers and Divergent while they had been gone, and checked his social media feeds.

Cya whispered something to Shane as they lay on his bed, and he nodded. She sat up and looked at Tobin and him.

"Do you guys want to get dinner in Vale before we go to the club," she asked.

"I'm down," he answered. He could do with something besides cafeteria food. Tobin looked thoughtful before nodding as well, signifying her assent.

"We should probably head out in an hour then, it takes at least 15 minutes to get back down to the city. I'm going to shower if no one has any arguments to that." Cya said.

Logan nodded, and Shane said he would go after her. Tobin hadn't even looked up from her book when Cya started talking again. He'd make it a point to ask her about it at the club, she was so interested in it.

Cyanna came out of the bathroom wearing a pair of dark wash jean shorts that showed off most of her thighs and a cyan crop top that showed her belly button. It looked like clubwear for sure. Logan wasn't sure, but he thought he saw Shane drool a little before standing, picking her up and kissing her, whispering something likely to the effect of "Beautiful" in her ear. She smiled, stood on her toes and kissed his cheek before telling him to shower. He nodded and headed towards the bathroom after grabbing some clothes from his dresser. Logan noticed then that she had changed out her gauges as well, switching them to a purple that matched her eyes perfectly. He liked it, and it fit the top since she was already wearing a crop top that matched her hair.

When Shane came out of the bathroom wearing a purple v neck, he saw Cya's eyes light up. She obviously liked what she saw. Shane had matched the v neck with a pair of white khakis and his usual tan Vans. Logan looked over to Tobin, but she shook her head and motioned towards the bathroom, letting him go first. He wasn't going to change much really, just return to the golden v neck and fohawk his hair again. He grabbed a golden v neck and his hair gel from his dresser and went in. He changed his shirt, then styled his hair in front of the mirror until he was happy with it. When he was, he grabbed his gel after washing his hands and went back out into the room. Shane looked at him and nodded, silently telling Logan that he looked good.

Last was Tobin. She was certainly the one least excited for this team night, but he hoped that she'd play along and at least try and have fun. She grabbed some clothes from her dresser before walking into the bathroom. When she came out, Logan's breath caught in his chest. Her leggings had remained about the same, which he had expected, but the off-the-shoulder top was gone, replaced by a tank top. It was all black, with the sides and back cut into strips and knotted together, creating an almost ladder looking appearance. He could see her bra from the side, it was a black bandeau striped with gold. Her hair was swept over one shoulder, loosely curled as always. He guessed that it was natural, since he had never seen or smelled a curling iron like he had seen girls use at Signal. She was, quite literally, breathtaking. She hadn't put shoes or socks on yet, but if it was anything different than her usual combat boots, he'd be surprised.

She walked to her dresser, grabbing socks from it. She reached for, yep, her combat boots. Cya had put on a pair of strappy purple heels, and Shane was already wearing his Vans. Logan decided to go with his pair of Kyrie 1s. He needed some new shoes soon, he'd have to talk to Nike, they'd have something new for him. When it looked like everyone in the room was ready, he spoke.

"Everyone good?" At the nods he got, he asked, "Cya, where did you want to go for dinner, it's your night."

"I was thinking something Vacuan, I'm a fan of spicy food." *A/N: I made Vacuo somewhat like Mexico, spicy food. I don't know why, but it's my story, so I do what I want. Ha. END A/N*

"Sounds good. Let's go then," Shane said to the group. Shane and Cya led the way out of the room, he and Tobin about two steps behind. He caught himself falling behind a bit a few times, subconsciously trying to check her out from behind. He caught up with her each time before she noticed, but it was close.

They got on the airship down to Vale, and were walking the streets about 20 minutes later. They saw a sign for a place called Coyote's, and went in. The restaurant wasn't very busy, and they were seated immediately. He sat next to Tobin, mostly because Shane and Cya sat next to each other of course, not that he was complaining about his arrangement. They snacked on the tortilla chips and salsa in front of them, small talk rolling between the three of them. Tobin was the one not speaking, mostly just listening. She did smile, just a bit, after Shane burned his mouth attempting to finish Cya's dare to drink the hot sauce that was on the table. Their food came about 10 minutes after the hot sauce incident, and the table quieted as the four enjoyed their spicy food. Shane paid when they were done, after putting Cya's money back in her purse.

They left the restaurant at about 19:00, looking to Cya for their next destination.

She smiled and yelled, "Follow me, my beloved teammates! Tonight you experience the nightlife that Vale offers to its inhabitants!" Shane smiled at her antics, and Logan smirked. Tobin, Logan noticed, didn't. She was obviously not excited for the rest of the night, though she seemed to have enjoyed dinner.

Tobin

Cyanna led the way to the club, and she saw its name was Verdant *A/N: Props to those who know what this is from. END A/N* Inside was like the name, green themed. There was writing on the wall that basically just said the club's name over and over again, and a DJ setup off to the left side. The bar was on the right, and in front of them was a set of stairs that led upstairs, to the offices and rooms likely. Cyanna headed to the bar, and when the woman working behind it saw Cyanna, she jumped up and down, then rushed out and gave Cyanna a big hug. They obviously knew each other. Shane walked her way, and it looked as though Cyanna introduced him. The barkeeper smiled to Shane, and he held a hand out to shake. The woman ignored his hand and hugged Shane as well, which Shane, after a moment, returned.

Tobin looked over at Logan, seeing his ears cocked back at the loudness of the club, an image she was sure she mirrored. He scanned the room, checking the club out. He looked over at her when he was finished, and gave her a slight smile.

"Did you want to get anything to drink? If I'm going to last the night I'll need at least a beer," he told her, the slight smile still on his face. She had never had alcohol before. She had never had the interest, or the money, to try it. "No better time than now, I suppose," she thought, "Besides, maybe I'll enjoy this if I get some alcohol in me."

"Yeah," she told him, speaking loudly over the pounding beat of the music. "I could go for something to drink." She noticed that Cyanna and Shane were seated at the bar already, open seats on either side of them. Logan walked towards the bar, and she followed him. He took the seat next to his brother, and she sat to his right. Cyanna had some kind of green drink in front of her, and Shane had what looked like whiskey.

Logan seemed to pick up on her slightly confused face, and asked, "Have you ever had anything alcoholic to drink?"

"Nope," she responded. "It never really interested me."

"I don't think I would've either if Shane didn't drag me out clubbing a few times. It's good, but not all that some people make it out to be. If you want something though, try an Amaretto Sour. Amaretto is alcohol with an almond taste, and sweet and sour sauce is a citrusy cocktail mix. It's good, one of my favorite drinks."

"Yeah, that sounds pretty good," she said, nodding her head a little. Logan nodded, and got the attention of a barkeeper. When the guy came over, his eyes lingered on her, and she felt a little creeped out. Logan got the guy's attention pretty quick though, and ordered their drinks.

Seeing the look on her face, he apologized, "Sorry about that, some guys in these kind of places look at women as nothing more than objects. Pretty creepy and pervy actually."

The barkeeper returned about a minute later, 2 yellow drinks in his hands. Once again, his eyes roamed her body, and this time Logan spoke, a menacing tone underlying his voice.

"Yo, if you keep staring at my partner like that, we are going to have problems." The guy switched his view from Tobin to Logan, and measured him up. His eyes caught on his wolf ears, and the guy laughed.

"Yeah, animal trash? What the hell are you going to do about it?" Tobin's right arm twitched to where her sword would be normally at the racist comment, then she remembered that she hadn't brought it out. All of a sudden though, Logan's carbon knife was in his hand, and she smirked as she remembered that he never went anywhere without a knife.

"Keep your eyes off of my partner dumbass, or you are going to find out just how good I am at throwing knives." He looked at her and spoke while the guy was still standing near them. "What do you think Tobin? Does he get it in the throat, or do I just cut open his leg and watch him bleed to death?"

She smirked as the guy visibly shuddered, and didn't respond to Logan's question as the guy walked away.

"Was that really necessary Logan," she asked.

"I don't know, but damn was it fun. Besides, he was looking at you like you were nothing but a piece of meat. That was not going to continue, not while I'm around," he told her, an evil smirk resting on his face the whole time. Shane and Cyanna had been talking to each other the whole time, missing the entire confrontation.

About two minutes after the bartender had left, Shane turned to Logan and said something to him. It was just loud enough in the club that she couldn't pick out what he said, but Logan had nodded. He turned to her and asked if she wanted to dance. There wasn't much else to do in the club, and she agreed, though it wasn't her favorite activity. It wasn't that she was a bad dancer, though she was certainly not a pro, she just wasn't that interested in dancing. She stood however, and let Logan lead her towards the dance floor, Shane and Cyanna in front of him.

At the time, a pounding beat was playing over the speakers, but as they neared the dance floor, the song changed to a slower beat, and she recognized a Skillet song come over the speakers. The song was called "Hard to Find," from Skillet's recent album Rise. The lyrics brought her back to her childhood, and, unbidden, she lost herself in her memories…

The bell rang, but the young cat Faunus with the black ears and tail was already awake. The repetition of waking at 06:30 every day since she could remember had drilled into her, and she nearly always woke before the bell rang anymore. Her father, a cat Faunus as well, laid on the other side of the small, cramped room. The young Faunus rose just as the knock came on the large metal door before it was pulled open and the Faunus and her father headed out the door. the man who had opened the door followed them down the hall, making sure that none of the Faunus in the long line stepped out or made a move to deviate from the course. The whir of machinery caused the little cat Faunus to hold her ears back, trying to block out the loud noises.

She moved to her designated spot on the factory floor, and began her work. Her job was to screw in a few metal screws that attached the arm of an Atlesian Knight to its shoulder. If the guards spotted her moving slowly or messing up the process, she was punished. She had learned long ago that resistance to her spot in life was pretty much futile. However, the spirit of the little Faunus wasn't broken, however, and today was the day. She had been talking with the slaves over the past weeks, slowly inciting rebellion. Her father, though he didn't really seem to think rebellion was possible, had gone along with her plan grudgingly.

Tonight, after dinner, the Faunus would fight back. They wouldn't be going back to their factory work, they would fight. The little Faunus was counting the minutes until the rebellion began. The rest of the day went normally, the slaves were given their ten minute lunch break. They worked normally again until 18:30, when they were given another ten minute break to eat their dinner, consisting of some kind of hash and a small cup of water.

The little Faunus surveyed the factory, watching for the moment when the guard changed at exactly 18:45. There was about a minute where the Faunus were left alone on the floor without supervision. That was when they would strike. The young cat Faunus had planned the day for months, knowing that their only way to succeed was through careful planning, surprise, and a large quantity of luck. When she saw the guards leave the room, she knocked on her current Atlesian with her screwdriver, a sequence of short and long knocks that signified that it was time. Every worker on the floor grabbed their predetermined weapon, and hid under the catwalk of the factory. When the next group of five guards entered the room, they saw nothing of the Faunus slaves, and heard nothing but the whir of the still running machines. The humans ran for the steps, where a group of adult Faunus were waiting, hidden from sight. The humans were cut down in a matter of seconds, the tools the Faunus had gathered working as weapons well enough for their purposes.

The young Faunus picked the keys to the next room from one of the dead men, and went to the top of the catwalk. She unlocked the door to the stairs for the other Faunus and followed them through the factory. The group of slaves liberated those they could, and their group had grown from twenty to a hundred in short order. Reaching the ground floor of the factory, the group of Faunus met what they had feared. The factory owner had discovered his missing guards, and had massed his forces of Atlesians on the main floor, letting the Faunus slaves work their way to him. He stood off to the side of his robotic soldiers, and gave the Faunus one chance at surrender. But they had come this far, and the little Faunus wasn't giving up yet. She was off to the side of her group as well, and was diagonal of the factory owner, he on the right side of his troops, and she on the left. She had her screwdriver in her hand, the weapon she had yet to use on any of the guards in the building. Hoping it would set off the Faunus in her group, she took aim and threw the screwdriver, watching as it flew through the air and buried itself in the throat of the factory owner who had whipped her mother to death. He was dead before his head hit the floor.

Before the little Faunus even knew what she had done, fighting had commenced, and she had ran for the exit of the building. Other Faunus stumbled from the building for the next hour, until none came from the door out of the factory. Her group of one hundred had been diminished to 30. She searched for her father among the survivors, and never found him. To this day, she blames her father's death on herself. She had set off the fighting, and her father had died in it.

She distanced herself from everyone for the rest of her life, all the way to the present. Her parents, whom she had loved more than anything in the world, had been lost to her. The little cat Faunus equated love to loss, and vowed from that day on to never get that close to someone again.

Here was that little cat Faunus again, now grown, but still broken. The words of the song reminded her how close she had gotten to Logan, something she had vowed to never do. And yet, she had let it happen. She was so stupid. Logan stood across from her, concern flowing from his eyes at her expression. She solved her problem like she had so many years ago. She turned tail and ran, running from the club and her problems. She didn't know where she was going, but she had to get away from Logan, lest she get him killed too.

She ran, as fast as the wind would take her, literally. The wind was at her back as she ran, pushing her forward. She didn't know where she was running, but she went opposite Beacon for a long time. She found herself in a part of Vale she didn't recognize, and used her Semblance to get to the top of the building next to her. Hopefully she was far enough that Logan wouldn't be able to find her. She knew that he would follow, but the wind would've thrown off her scent, and she was definitely faster than he was.

She sat on top of the building for at least a half hour, just thinking and crying. If she hadn't let herself grow so close to Logan, she could still be by his side. She knew what happened to people that she loved though, they all left her. And she couldn't stand being the reason that he died. He was too kind, too pure of heart to die because of her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a shimmer, and her heart stopped. She was certain that it had literally stopped beating in her chest. After a moment of waiting, she saw nothing still and figured she hadn't actually seen the shimmer. She sunk back into her mind, continuously berating herself for getting so close to Logan, but how could she not? He was everything she had never thought she wanted. He was kind, caring, had a sense of humor, but he was serious. It had taken him mere moments to slip past the guard that she had built for the last 7 years of her life. And yet, she had sought him out, he didn't come to her. She had never liked people, but he drew her to him. She found herself more interested in him than she had ever been in a person. She had hated every moment of her forced silence to him, but every person before him had been easy to ignore. He had caught her attention on the airship like none before him, and likely none after either. His attire, from his golden v neck down to his gold-swooshed Nike high tops. His features, the piercing blue-gray eyes that entered her very soul. He was a wolf Faunus, supposed to be hated by cats, but she didn't care. She loved his near-black ears, and the way he carried them with pride. He didn't try to hide them like she sometimes did. He wasn't afraid, or ashamed, of his heritage, hell, he embraced it. She admired him for that, it wasn't something she had ever been capable of.

She was thinking of his easy smile when she felt the disturbance of air above her right shoulder. Before she could react though, she felt the cool kiss of metal on her throat. She sat perfectly still, assuming, correctly, that it was a knife at her throat.

"If I take the knife away, promise you won't run or scream," the knife owner spoke. What could she do but nod? Besides, she had a feeling she knew who the blade wielder was. The cold of the metal came away from her throat, and without missing a beat, she had thrown the wind under the stranger's feet and knocked him to the ground before jumping away a good ten feet. Her first impulse was to run again, but something stopped her. She turned instead, to see who the wielder was, though she already knew.

Logan

Her golden eyes came to rest on his, and he gave her his easy smile, then remembered when she had run out of the club.

He had tried to follow, but she was gone before he knew it. He had worried for a moment, but remembered that she had her Scroll on her. Team leaders were given an app to trace the GPS of any of their team members Scroll. It was for emergencies only, but this certainly felt like one to Logan. He pulled his Scroll from his pocket and opened the app, silently freaking out in his mind. He tapped on Tobin Aurus, and the app took a moment to find out where she was. When he saw that the dot was moving, he let out a breath of relief. She hadn't thrown her Scroll away after she left. It meant he could follow her behind until she stopped. He sent a quick message to Cya and Shane, letting them know what was going on, telling them to just go back to Beacon when they were ready, he would handle it. He got a message back from Shane telling him to bring her back. He told his brother that he would, even if it killed him, then stepped out of the club and started jogging the way the dot had gone. He wanted her to think that he wasn't following, so he didn't make an effort to catch her immediately.

When he got within about .5 km of her, he activated his semblance, shimmering out of sight. He began to move quieter, bringing himself into mission mode. He moved without making a single sound, heading towards the now stopped dot on his Scroll. He reached the dot, standing at the bottom of a fairly tall building.

"She must have scaled it," he thought to himself. "Guess I'll be doing so as well." He circled the building, looking for any kind of fire escape. He found it on the south side of the building, and hopped onto the first landing, using the wall as a run up. He stayed as quiet as he could, though he kept an eye on the dot to make sure that Tobin didn't hear him coming and start running again.

He scaled the rest of the fire escape easily, with little noise. At the top of the building, he climbed onto the roof and dropped himself onto it, silent. He moved off to her side, deciding how to handle this. He was sure she had seen him at one moment, but she didn't move. "Maybe she wants to be found," he thought. Nevertheless, he moved behind her, so she wouldn't see him again. After about five minutes more, he decided that he would give her no chance to run, and he crept up behind her, letting his knife slide into his hand from his sheath on his arm.

It went around her shoulder until it just touched her throat. He was careful to not cut her, and leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"If I take the knife away, promise you won't run or scream." She nodded, slightly, and he removed his blade from her throat. Before he knew it, he was on his back, and she was about ten feet from him, looking at him. The surprise of the attack had made him lose control of his Semblance, and he was easily visible.

She kept looking into his eyes, and he hers. She didn't look away, her ears and tail were perfectly still, as though she was deciding whether to run again.

In a soft voice, he said only one word, but poured his entire heart into it. He couldn't lose the woman that stood before him, and with one word to her, he tried to prove it. All he said was "Please."

Tobin

His voice was absolute torture. He sounded so agonized, as though he was asking for pardon from his executioner. She stared into his eyes a moment longer, and turned, shaking her head.

"If I told you, you would leave. I'm broken Logan, and I don't think there's any fixing me. I'd rather run and never know than have you run from me." She swore she saw a tear run down his face before he spoke, his voice still that agonized, tortured tone.

"Tobin… I... If you leave, you might as well take my knife and kill me. I can't imagine a world without you in it, I don't want to see what it would be like. I… I just… Damnit… We've known each for like two weeks, and in two weeks you've become the most important thing in my life to me, moreso than even Shane, and you know that I love my brother." She could see that he was definitely crying now, and it tore her apart. He continued, "Please… Tobin… Nothing could be so bad that I would run from you. Absolutely nothing." His voice had broken on absolutely. She didn't believe him though. If he knew that she had killed in cold blood like she had, he would be gone before she could blink, gone from her life forever. She saw him looking into her eyes from his sitting position, and all of a sudden he had tossed his knife at her, hilt facing her.

"I can see that you aren't going to tell me. If that's the case, then do it. But Tobin, please…" he stopped for a moment, sniffing as he tried to stop crying. "You have to believe me, please. I can't lose you, I just… I can't."

She knew that she would never be able to kill the man that sat before her, his life in her hands. She dropped his knife, and sat, facing him. She started her story from the beginning, telling him of her life as a factory slave in Atlas. He looked murderous when she told him of his mother's death at the hands of the factory owner, whipped to death as an example. She had started crying at some point as well, but continued the story. She skipped a few years to the insurrection, explaining how she rallied the slaves together, ignoring her father's disapprovement. She told him of the day that it happened, of how she had called the insurrection and how they had liberated nearly every slave in the building. She told him how the owner had met them at the exit to the factory. Finally, she told him of how she had killed the owner, throwing her screw driver into the man's neck.

"After the owner died, it was chaos. I ran for the exit the moment the fighting started, I was only 10 years old. I waited outside the doors as the Faunus who had survived the fighting trickled out of the doors, some unhurt and others mortally wounded. I watched, waiting for my father to come out of the doors… Logan… I… He never did. I killed him Logan… He told me I shouldn't go through with it, but I ignored him. The insurrection, the one I planned and executed, killed my father. I… I… I killed my father Logan."

She was still crying as she turned her head down from him and stood. She turned away and had taken about two steps from him when she heard him stand, her ears flicking towards the sound. He moved, towards the edge of the roof. She knew it, she knew he would leave. She walked to the opposite side of the roof, lost in her own despair. She was still crying, but the tears had changed meaning. Her tears were no longer for her dead parents, but her lost partner. He was gone, and she would never see him again.

Lost in her sorrow, she jumped when she felt two arms wrap around her waist, spinning her and pulling her into their body. Her arms automatically went around him, questions speeding through her mind like airships. His lean arms were wrapped around her, not letting any distance form between them. She looked up, into his blue-gray eyes.

"Why? I'm a murderer Logan, how could you still want to be here?" He didn't let go, but spoke.

"I told you, there is nothing that could pull me from you. Absolutely nothing." He gave her that easy smile of his, and despite everything she had ever done, she smiled back, really smiled.

Logan

"Her smile, holy shit her smile," he thought. She had actually smiled at him. Not that little half thing she had done once or twice before, and not a smirk. She had actually smiled, and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He swore to himself at that moment that the rest of his life would be spent trying to see that again.

He continued his little speech that she had interrupted with her smile, "Tobin, you aren't a murderer, never think that. You did what you had to to survive. He was a slave owner, and he had already proven he wasn't afraid to kill."

She countered, "But my fath…"

"No, the slave owner killed him. He was the one who brought in the Atlesians, the one who enslaved your parents in the first place. He killed your father, and every other Faunus that died that day. Not you." He wiped a tear from her face as she sniffed, trying to clear her nose.

"Tobin, I... I feel like I know you now. I know what you come from, and where. You are easily the strongest person I know, and knowing what makes you, you, has only made me want you more."

She spoke, her face now dry of tears, "The weight on my chest is gone, Logan. I've never told a soul that story, no one. I… It feels good to let it go. That was the hardest thing I've ever done though, and if you had left, I don't know what I would have done. I just, I can't imagine a life without you in it Logan… I… Fuck, I need you. Only you."

He looked down at her, her body still held flush against his own. He looked back up at her eyes, then down to her lips. Never before had he wanted to kiss someone as badly as he did at that moment. He bit his own lip for a moment, before he decided fuck it, and kissed her.

Tobin

Her hands immediately came up to his neck, standing on her tiptoes as she kissed him back. His arms wrapped around her waist, and they stayed locked together. It was as they say in the books. Fireworks, electricity, everything. Her entire body was on fire, and she never wanted it to end… Ever.

They pulled away as they ran out of breath. She saw him take one breath, look at her lips again, and lean down, once more capturing her lips with his. The same feelings returned, just as strong. If she could've lived one moment for the rest of her life, it would've been that moment. They broke again as they ran out of breath, but before she could say anything, his lips were attached to her neck, kissing from her ear to the her jaw and back. The little moan that escaped her lips was a sound she thought herself incapable of making. She felt him smile when the sound came from her throat, and he continued. She hadn't even noticed his hand creeping up from her waist until he was softly stroking her ears. Her knees went weak at the double assault of his kisses and the sensations coming from her ears.

After another minute or so of him assaulting her senses with pleasure, he pulled away, loosening his arms around her. She smiled at him, and he smiled back, his easy smile. He kissed her once more, a simple peck, and pulled away again.

"Let's go home," he said. She nodded

"Fire escape or do you just wanna jump," he asked her.

"We can just jump. I won't let us hit the ground. It'll be faster anyway." He nodded, and turned to face the edge of the roof. She stood next to him, and smiled a little to herself when his hand touched hers, his fingers interlacing with her own. She turned to him and nodded, and he returned it. His finger tapped her hand twice, and on the third, they took off, running in sync with each other. They jumped, and she used her Semblance to slow them as she had herself when they had fought the Nevermore in initiation.

She and Logan touched the ground as though they hadn't just jumped from a five story building. They walked back to Beacon, mostly in silence, but the occasional question coming from her or Logan.

"So what are we," Logan asked her at some point during their walk.

"I don't know really. We like each other, that much is obvious, so I guess we can be whatever we want to be."

"You know as well as I do that that answer won't satisfy Shane," he said, a short laugh coming after.

"No, it certainly won't," she said. "I guess we are dating though… I don't know, I've never done this before."

He laughed a bit at that. "Neither have I Tobin. This is all new to me, but I want to figure it out with you."

"Likewise," she told him, letting the thought of spending her life with him make its way into her mind. She smiled at the thought. She realized then how much she had smiled in the last hour. It was more than she had ever smiled in her life she guessed, and she had the wolf Faunus next to her to thank. He'd made her believe that she wasn't a killer with a few words, and she would forever be grateful.

They walked the rest of the way to the Beacon airship station in comfortable silence, simply enjoying each others presence. They took the airship up, sitting next to each other. She had lain her head against his strong shoulder at some point, and he twiddling with her fingers. It was a weird feeling, but she enjoyed it. It took them about fifteen minutes to reach the top of the cliff that Beacon resided on, and they entered the front doors and up the stairs to their dorm. A thought struck her as they went up.

"Logan?"

"Hmm?"

"How'd you know where I was? I didn't even really know."

"Leaders get an app on their Scroll that can locate the Scroll of any of their teammates in event of an emergency," he told her, showing her the app on his Scroll. "It felt like an emergency to me, so I used it. Definitely glad I did, I'd have never found you otherwise."

"It's a little creepy that you can find me at any time, but I guess it's comforting too. And I'm glad you had it tonight. If you hadn't showed up, I would've convinced myself to keep running and leave you guys behind. I convinced myself when I was young that to love meant to lose, and I couldn't bring that upon you. I'd rather never kill a person I love again."

He nodded, before speaking, "I've told you Tobin, you didn't kill anyone. But I understand what you mean. I could see you thinking that as a child." Sometime through their quiet conversation they had reached their dorm and were no standing outside of it. His head bent down, and he kissed her again. It lasted about 15 seconds before she broke it off, took his Scroll from his hand, and passed it in front of the scanner to open their dorm.

The two walked into the dorm at about 23:15. The walk back to Beacon had taken quite a while, and before that Logan had had to find her. Shane was crashed on his bed, Cyanna next to him. It looked as though they had gotten back the room and simply fallen on Shane's bed, since both were still in their outfits from earlier and the covers were underneath them. Logan walked over to his brother and lightly slapped his face a few times to get him to wake up. When Shane's eyes opened, Logan spoke,

"You and Cya should probably change out of your clothes, I imagine they aren't that comfortable."

She saw Shane nod, and then she saw him look past Logan, seeing her. He looked back to Logan.

"I see you found her. I'm glad." He looked at Tobin. "Please don't do that again. Cya and I freaked when Logan messaged us. You may not think you mean much to the rest of us, but you do." She kept her stoic face to him, Logan was the only one who got to see the real her, though her teammates might eventually.

"I don't plan on it. I don't know what I would do without you guys." Her eyes flicked to Logan when she said this, and Shane must've noticed.

"Wait a minute. Did I miss something," he asked, looking between the two of them.

Logan laughed a bit and spoke, "Yeah bro, you did. Tobin and I talked, and eventually I kissed her. We're dating, I guess. I'd appreciate it if you didn't-"

"FINALLY," Shane yelled. "My little brother got off his dumbass and got a girlfriend." Cyanna woke at Shane's yelling, and proceeded to punch him and tell him to calm down. Shane seemed to realize how loud he was being and quieted down. The four of them got changed and settled down for the night. Shane and Cyanna together, as always. She and Logan were still separate, she wasn't sure how she felt about it. "I mean, I like him a lot," she thought to herself. She was still shy though, and she felt like it wasn't something he would want. She laid in her bed, thinking for about ten minutes before she heard Logan pull his sheets of himself and stand from his bed. He walked over to hers, his footsteps near silent, and hesitated in front of her bed for a moment. He must've thought that she was asleep.

All of a sudden he just sat down on her bed and climbed in. She was facing the wall, and he lay down behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her into him. He must've known it would wake her if she was asleep, and whispered in her ear, his breath tickling the black hair that was on them.

"Goodnight, my beautiful Faunus." She smiled at his words and turned in his arms, now facing him. She snuggled into his strong chest and was asleep in minutes. She had no nightmares that night, safe in her wolf's arms.

*A/N* Well holy shit its been a long time. I hope the preceding 12,000 words made up for it. I apologize that it took this long, but life kinda happened. I had a paper to write for English, and I needed a good grade on it considering I had a D. Then baseball tryouts and then practices started, so I really didn't have a ton of time to write at all. This chapter probably sat for a good two weeks before I could get back to writing it. With that said, it's really long. I just couldn't find a great place to stop it, so I just left it together. I hope you enjoyed, let me know with a follow, favorite, or review if you did. I really like reviews especially. Thanks guys, I'll see you soon, hopefully. Dark out!